Hello Everyone! National Poetry Month is nearing its end, and I've written two little poems that I'm happy to share today. Many of my poems this month have been elfchens, a form I have come to appreciate for its challenge of so few words.
This first poem came into being as a storm front came through, and I was fascinated by the clouds. They were low and ominous and deep gray, and they scudded past at a good clip. At the same time, I was reading a book about a wildlife preserve in Africa. So... maybe I pushed the envelope here with the metaphor? Anyway... tell me what you think. (Older photo from a trip to MN.)
Storm
Glowering
Gray clouds
Heavy as rhinos
Stampede across the horizon.
Thunder!
The second poem comes from the view out my front window. Spring is at its height here, and I can tell because my eyes are itchy. It happens when the lilacs bloom. Bummer! I love their sweet scent.
Twirling, Twirling
Blushing
seeds adorn
maple's graceful arms.
On cue, breeze whispers:
Waltz?
Hey, have you seen this??? Soon I'll be sharing some of my poems from Carol Labuzzetta's anthology, Picture Perfect Poetry. I'm so pleased with this beautiful gathering of photography and poetry. I hope you will pick up a copy!
Poetry Friday is hosted today by Ruth, all the way from Uganda! She has written a beautiful poem about her dreams of Haiti, where she once lived. Find her blog and links to others HERE.
Enjoyed these elfchens, Karen. I do think the metaphor works -- rhinos thundering by! And the invitation to waltz -- love the whimsy in that!
ReplyDelete"maples graceful arms"--so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI'd love to waltz, thank you. Aren't elfchen fun? I think they are a little bit addicting too. Those rhino clouds--I love them!
ReplyDeleteLOVE this! Elfchens are my newest love. . . challenging but very gratifying.
ReplyDeleteOooh, I think storm clouds as stampeding rhinos is fabulous! So ominous.
ReplyDeleteI love both the rhinos & the lilacs, Karen, just picked a bouquet from my own bush! We just had quite a storm where the clouds were so like yours, but it did not race! It's a sunny day today, glad to have the lilacs to see again!
ReplyDeleteWe call it "yellow season" in the desert - and I love it (more than my nose does). I'm going to think of it as a waltz!
ReplyDeleteLove these, Karen!
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